1. |
Tell Them Again
04:26
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Tell Them Again
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
November 8, 2005—Stony Brook, New York
©2005 Clamchop Creative Studio
Tell them the story of the disciples on the sea
How they feared for their lives that gloomy day
Tell them the tale of how He walked upon the waves,
So they’ll never forget the storm obeyed
Tell them the story of that little Sammy boy
How he served in the temple day and night
Tell them the tale of how he heard the voice of God,
So they’ll strain to hear Him call them to the Light
refrain:
Tell them, tell them, tell them again
Tell them, tell them again
So they’ll never, never, never forget
Tell them
Tell them the story of the girl from Bethany
How she bathed Him in perfume that fateful week
Tell them the tale of how she hung upon His words,
So they’ll find their truest calling at His feet
Tell them the story of the son who walked away
How he counted father dead so he could roam
Tell them the tale about his Daddy’s open arms,
So they’ll always know it’s safe to come back home
refrain
Tell them the story of the monster in his chains
How the haunter of the graves was haunted too
Tell them the tale of how He drove that Legion out
So they’ll never forget they can be free
Tell them the story of Mary at the Tomb
Of her desolation, loneliness, her strife
Tell them the tale of how He startled her by name
So they’ll never forget He is alive
refrain
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2. |
narrow well (deep pit)
04:34
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narrow well (deep pit)
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
November, 2004—Stony Brook, NY
Refrain lyrics taken from Proverbs 23:26-28 (NIV)
©2004 Clamchop Creative Studio
smiling from
Hollywood
looking fine
looking good
not enough
clothing on
calling you
going on
what you gonna look at
don’t let her in your heart
refrain:
my son, give me your heart
let your eyes keep to my ways
for a prostitute is a deep pit
and a wayward wife is a narrow well
like a bandit she lies in wait
and multiplies the unfaithful among men
microsoft
fellowship
isolated
intimate
even less
clothing on
point & click
take your pick
is this really freedom
or are you just a loaf of bread?
refrain
smiling from
down the hall
flesh & blood
next to you
classroom dress
clothing on
but in your heart what’s
going on?
how will you be faithful
in this prison that you’ve made
refrain
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3. |
no one else
06:20
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no one else
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
November, 2004—Stony Brook, NY
©2004 Clamchop Creative Studio
for my two strands—how desperately i need and love you both
no one else has known me
no one else has tried
no one else can draw me out
when my heart's inclined to hide
no one else perceives all
that i have locked inside
no one else, no
no one else
no one else but you
who could ever hypnotize
mesmerize, entrance
who but you could steal away
my heart with just one glance
no one else could know me
quite the way you do
no one else, no
no one else
no one else but you
no one else has touched me
so deeply at my core
no one else has made a man
so rich when he was poor
no one else has crept into
my heart like this before
no one else, no
no one else
no one else but you
who could ever probe the depths
of all i have inside
who but you could love me still
with all i have to hide
no one else could touch me
quite the way you do
no one else, no
no one else
no one else but you
no one else has loved me
and tended sweet my heart
no one else could care for me
as though it were an art
no one else will still be there
when our eyes are growing dark
no one else, no
no one else
no one else but you
who would ever lay their life
joyfully aside
who but you would give it all
that we'd be groom and bride
no one else could love me
quite the way you do
no one else, no
no one else
no one else but you
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4. |
This Is Not It
06:24
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This Is Not It
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
September 4-12, 2005—Stony Brook, NY
©2005 Clamchop Creative Studio
For the victims of, and all those affected by, Hurricane Katrina... and for others
This is not it
…take a look around you
Autumn’s death gets blanketed
in white
…take a look around you
the Winter’s snow will
water Summer’s grass
This is not it
…take a look around you
The clouds that hide the sun
they blow away
…take a look around you
The dark of night will fill
with morning light
Though this brings death
and this is bitter cold
and this is thick with clouds
and this is full of dark
This is not it.
This is not it
…take a look around you
This pressure now tomorrow
diamonds makes
…take a look around you
This solitude be swallowed up
with Love
This is not it
…take a look around you
This burden borne will make
your back so strong
…take a look around you
Your heavy load be lifted
one day
Though this bears in so hard
and this is lonely now
and this is hard
and this weighs you down
This is not it.
This is not it
…take a look around you
The walls, the windows, doors
they pass away
…take a look around you
This may just be a stop
along the way
This is not it
…take a look around you
Surrender leads the way
to victory
…take a look around you
This night will surely yield
to mercies new
…take a look around you
That Day shall come when night
will be no more
Though this has doors closed tight
and this feels far from Home
and this makes you so weak
and this chokes life with tears
and this brings darkest night
This is not it
This is not it.
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5. |
In Your Heart
06:42
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In Your Heart
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
April 18, 1997—Northport, NY
©1997 Clamchop Creative Studio
Psalm 34:5, 2 John 4:19, 2 Corinthians 4:7, Ecclesiastes 4:9-12
I love the way you look at me
the way your eyes grow wide—
I know the grin that lights your face
must match the grin on mine
I love to take you in my arms
and dance that Serenade,
And when I hold you close, I feel
I've found where I belong.
refrain:
But in your heart I see the Heart of God,
In your eyes, I see reflected
the Father's perfect love—
And knowing all I treasure of who
and what you are,
The reason most I love you is that
in your heart, I see the Heart
of God.
I love the girl inside of you
that joins the boy in me
Unlocking secret parables
from shells along the shore
I love the wondrous view I've found
from seeing with your eyes—
Adventure just around the bend
and all around the world
refrain
I love to see the way His Hand
has molded you—
Your heart an open canvas to His touch—
And now I've seen His love through you
mold me too;
Making three strands
out of two.
I love to come before the Lord,
to join in one accord,
In humble adoration of the One
who set us free
Though every day new beauties come
that make me love you more,
My heart's most drawn to yours
because of who He is in you—
refrain
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6. |
hindsight/foresight
03:56
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hindsight/foresight
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
May 6, 2006—Stony Brook, NY
©2006 Clamchop Creative Studio
for the dear ones who have been as children to me
and for The Stony Brook School Class of 2006
Tell me, when it’s said and done
Will the mark I leave be one
A legacy, full of grace and truth
And for my Father’s life be proof
Will my life and all I do
Echo something great and true
Will something last from all these years
When I leave them behind with tears
Some days, when my strength is gone
My eyelids fight against the dawn
I think of all the good I could have done
I wonder, were there battles won?
So sorry, for when my actions paled,
Compared to my intentions failed
Do you wish I would longer stay
Though it is time I go away
A Blessing now I speak with love
I call it down from up above
The Freedom to be who you might be
That you would stay forever free
The sweet Peace to live life as you should
And not look back to ask what could
The true Life that will never end
So I know we will meet again
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7. |
All Around The Table
04:56
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All Around The Table
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
November, 2004—Stony Brook, NY
©2004 Clamchop Creative Studio
for all the men of Hegeman, past, present, and future
refrain:
We’re all around the table now
Gathered round with hungry eyes
With hearts made full and smiles so wide
Cause we’re all around the table now
Oblong sphere moving down the field
Just 4 downs for the touchdown yield
So much longer till adults are healed
Soon we’ll gather round the table now
Homeward bound in bruised array
But Mama’s ready to save the day
That homemade cocoa soothes away
All that keeps us from the table now
Volunteers, with all their might
Couches move—make it all just right
Many hands, so the work is light
Soon we’ll gather round the table now
refrain
Tables drawn from all four winds
A procession of chairs down the stairway winds
Feasting visions fill their minds—
We’ll be soon around the table now
Kings and Queens—their places saved,
Straight flush in diamonds laid,
A pair of aces at the head
And we’re all around the table now
Corn and spinach, broccoli spears
Potatoes, stuffing, decked in tiers
Mortimer comes out with cheers
As we’re all around the table now
refrain
Though the feast’s precisely laid,
It won’t be complete till the boys have prayed
The anointed one—his blessing made...
And we’re all around the table now.
For a house so blessed, so free from strife,
For all the Kens God put in my life,
And most of all, my precious wife,
We give thanks around the table now
I lay down that night and shed a tear—
What a home, what a family dear
Have to wait another year
Till we’re all around the table
refrain
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8. |
Hidden Stories
02:02
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Hidden Stories (Instrumental)
Music by Bob Padgett
January, 2006—Stony Brook, NY
©2006 Clamchop Creative Studio
(These are for the hidden stories in all of our lives;
I think that means these lyrics are up to you, too.)
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9. |
No One Knows
11:31
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No One Knows
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
January 10, 2006 (music written in Fall 2005,
lyrics and additional music in Dec. ‘05 & Jan. ‘06)
Stony Brook, NY & Stroudsburg, PA
©2005-06 Clamchop Creative Studio
No one knows what I’ve been going through
I make it look so much better than it is
I’m so convincing, my smile and my game face
No one, no one knows…
No one knows how hard this is for me
They can’t relate to this battle in my heart
They don’t even know the war is waging
No one knows…
But then a voice says to me
Is there really nobody?
There is One who has been here too
Who has seen even harder times
There is One who has been here
One who’s been tempted
Suffered worse than I…
No one knows about the things I’ve done
My firewalled concealments of the places I‘ve gone
What would they think if they knew the truth
No one, no one knows
No one knows the dark side of me
My Anakin keeps losin’ to the Vader within
I do what I hate and don’t do what I want
No one knows
Still a voice says to me
Is there really nobody?
There is One who has been here too
Who has seen even harder times
There is One who has been here
One who’s been tempted
Suffered worse than I…
No one cares about the heartache I bear
They’re all just too busy in their own worlds to care
They don’t give a rip—they don’t even dare
No one cares…
But still a voice says to me
Is there really nobody?
There is One who has been here too
Who has seen even harder times
There is One who has been here
One who’s been tempted
Suffered worse than I…
So is it true, how the story goes
That Another One cares—Another One knows?
He’s been thru it all, and His faithfulness shows
That Someone, Someone cares
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10. |
Every Thorn Has Its Rose
06:00
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Every Thorn Has Its Rose
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
November 15, 2005 - January 6, 2006
Stony Brook, NY & Stroudsburg, PA
©2005-06 Clamchop Creative Studio
for Bud, Julie & Ellie, and all of us who have seen days of thorns
“…my power is made perfect in weakness…
when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Cor. 12:7-10 (NIV)
In memory of Pat Hoffer and Jeff Adams
I can see her shrinking in her bed
The heartless cancer cells grow stronger in her head
Why this helpless state,
and why no cure to show
Every thorn has its rose,
you know
Now the pain is gone,
forever safe at Home-
Every thorn has its rose,
you know
I can see him in his final days
Known on the hospice ward as one who always prays
Where’s that brilliant mind,
and where his energy
Every thorn has its rose,
you see
Oh the lives he touched
with faith and bold decree
Every thorn has its rose,
you see
I can see Him standing on that Hill
He bears a load of grief cause it’s His Father’s will
Where’s His royal robe,
and what’s this crown I see
Every thorn has its Rose,
you see
Oh the pain You bore
but what that did for me-
Every thorn has its Rose,
you see
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11. |
To Be Loved By You
05:04
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To Be Loved By You
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
April, 2002—Stony Brook, NY
©2002 Clamchop Creative Studio
for Jeff and Anne Neuman - May 5, 2002
To be seen by you, to be seen alone by you
To be known by you, to be known alone by you
There's no greater joy all the world can give
Than to be known by you
To be near to you, to be near alone to you
To be touched by you, to be touched alone by you
There's no sweeter place, oh, in all this world
Than to be touched by you
In all this crazy world around us
Through all the life that God will give
There is no greater treasure, I seek no higher prize
The Love I've always longed for is shining in your eyes
Oh to talk with you, oh to talk alone with you
And to walk with you, oh to walk alone with you
There's no greater joy all the world can give
Than to walk with you
And to be with you, just to be alone with you
To be held by you, to be held alone by you
There's no sweeter place, oh, in all this world
Than to be held by you
In all this crazy world around us
Through all the life that God will give
There is no greater treasure, I seek no higher prize
The Love I've always longed for is shining in your eyes
To be needed by you, to be needed alone by you
And to be loved by you, to be loved alone by You
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12. |
Lullaby
07:14
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Lullaby
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
January 3, 2006 (music written in Fall 2004,
lyrics and additional music in late Dec. '05 & Jan '06)
Stony Brook, NY & Stroudsburg, PA
© 2004-2006 Clamchop Creative Studio
to the children we long for
Got this voice
but you’re not here to sing to
Got this voice
why no one to sing to
want to sing a lullaby
want to sing a lullaby to you
Got these arms
not long enough to reach you
Got these arms
oh how they’d wrap around you
want to raise you way up high
want to hold you close and keep you warm
Got these hands
they’re strong enough to hold you
Got these hands
but there’s no way to touch you
want to dry your every tear
want to tickle you and make you laugh
Got these ears
oh how they ache from silence
Got these ears
they crane each day to hear you
want to be the ones you talk to
want to give you a shoulder to cry on
Got these eyes
they look but they can’t find you
Got these eyes
oh how they want to see you
want to watch you live and grow
want to kiss you like a butterfly
Got this home
but no one in your bedroom
Got this home
there’s still room at the table
want to spend our days with you
want to share this safe, sweet place with you
Got this heart
it aches that it can’t find you
Got this heart
but you’re not here to love us
want to spend our days with you
want to raise you way up high
want to throw a ball with you
want to tickle you and make you laugh
want to hold you close to me
want to dry your every tear
want to share this place with you
want to watch you live and grow
want to kiss you like a butterfly
want to sing a lullaby
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13. |
Home
05:27
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Home
Words and Music by Bob Padgett
January 24, 2006—Stony Brook, NY
©2006 Clamchop Creative Studio
for Saskia, and the Dream He gave us
There’s a house full of windows
atop a peaceful hill
With broad lawns aplenty
and gardens there to till
I can see a giant table there
and smell a crackling fire
And in that house full of windows
my soul finds its desire
There’s a house full of music
in tune within and out
The songs they soar throughout the rooms
as though they breathe them out
I can hear a grand piano
a host of voices sings
And in that house full of music
my soul will find its wings
I know we’ll get from here to there
I know it will come to pass
I know we’ll make it there
There’s a house full of children
who call us Mom and Dad
With the love they missed the first time around
in the Home they never had
I can see them round that table
warmed by the fire’s glow
I can see them fill those broad lawns
with games of catch and throw
I can see them climb in bed with us
they’ll never be alone
And in that house full of children
my heart will find its home
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